Tally wondered if you could talk somebody out of their brain damage.
The lie took form as she spoke, pulling on as many strands of truth as it could reach.
Maybe kissing is sort of like nature's coffee. -Jonathan
The flowers were so beautiful, so delicate and unthreatening, but they choked everything around them.
You're splitting?" "No sh*it, Sherlock.
Frighteningly Beautiful, Dangerously Strong, Breathtakingly Fast. Face it Tally-wa you're special.